As the train pulls out the station
Right on time
There's a lonely stranger
Moving down the line
Dressed in my travelling clothes
Going where fortune goes
I'm searching for those
Precious dreams of mine
Well, I'll feel much better
When I get to where I'm going
And I'll write you a letter
When all my work is done
You won't believe your eyes
You're gonna realise
That I ain't what you call me
A no good son of a gun
There's sadness in my laughing eyes
Madness in my scheming mind
Darkness in my morning skies
I've got to find the light
And all the while there's
Something says I must go on
Something says my time will come
Something says I can't be wrong
So I guess I must be right
"Something says I can't be wrong
So I guess I must be right"
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